"You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you." ~ Ray Bradbury. I tend to agree with Mr. Bradbury, although my writings steer clear from dystopia, I am a fan of Batman and the young Bruce Wayne … throughout this blog (if you stay long enough) you’ll come to understand what this mortal thinks of the world around her … maybe you'll even agree.

Why I love the sunrise …

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.” ~ Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

I’ve never read A Moveable Feast — truth be known, I’ve always been turned off by Hemingway’s writing … but I imagine that’s because I had to suffer through Old Man and the Sea before I’d lived enough years to understand its significance — perhaps its due time I’ll revisit the sea? Maybe I’d even learn a little bit about the big fish that I’ve always been too afraid to face.

Even so, I love the passage quoted above … its an inspiring, yet dark reminder (especially considering Hemingway’s tragic death) that no matter how far down that rabbit hole we fall, there is still the promise of another day — even if it’s as far away as the spring is to the fall. And I suppose it’s that very concept that fuels my love of sunrises.

One interesting tidbit, Hemingway’s memorial in Sun Valley, Idaho reads, “Best of all he loved the fall, the leaves yellow on cottonwoods, leaves floating on trout streams, and above the hills the high blue windless skies.” Poignant, don’t you think?

Today’s post inspired by The Daily Prompt: Quote Me — “Do you have a favorite quote that you return to again and again? What is it, and why does it move you?” And if you want to read more about my thoughts on Hemingway: